by MarianBeaman | Sep 21, 2022 | blog, book review, Cliff Beaman artist, Mennonite History, Recipes, Uncategorized
Take an intimate look into one couple’s fifty-plus-year marriage in author Marian Beaman’s My Checkered Life: A Marriage Memoir. Using a quilt motif, the author stitches together stories that make up the fabric of their daily lives: the clash of cultures, crisis in a...
by MarianBeaman | Sep 14, 2022 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Family / Nostalgia, Literature, Memory, Quotations, Reflection
Do you remember being pushed as a kid on a swing? Maybe your Mom or Dad, or a big brother or sister gave you a big push. And then another. And another. After a while, your legs started pumping on their own. Sitting on my mother’s lap, I heard the cadence of a...
by MarianBeaman | Sep 7, 2022 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Family / Nostalgia, Kiev Ukraine, Travel
Cover Reveal of Memoir 2 Coming Soon!
by MarianBeaman | Aug 17, 2022 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Coming of Age, Family / Nostalgia, Mennonite Lore, Quilt, Uncategorized
Last October, I told you, dear Reader, that I was working on another book. I announced that another book was coming down the pipeline with a quilt motif. You can read about my proposal again HERE. In fact, it was prophesied that Book #2 would be...
by MarianBeaman | Aug 3, 2022 | blog, book review, Cliff Beaman artist, Coming of Age, Conflict, Family / Nostalgia, Literature, meditation, Memory, Quotations, Tips, Uncategorized
The Emerald City lies in the center of the Land of Oz, at the end of the yellow brick road in Frank Baum’s fabled story, The Wizard of Oz, first published in 1900. In the center of the city is the fairy-tale Palace where the redoubtable Wizard resides. ...
by MarianBeaman | Apr 20, 2022 | blog, book review, Cliff Beaman artist, Easter, Family / Nostalgia, Gratitude, meditation, Memory, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Quotations, Uncategorized
Excerpt from “Easter and Politics,” chapter 24 in Mennonite Daughter: The Story of a Plain Girl Two doors led into Grandma Longenecker’s kitchen. On this particular Sunday, we aimed for her back door. After Daddy parked our car alongside the back porch,...
